
Call for the grandest of all earthly spectacles, what is that? It is the sun going to his rest. Call for the grandest of all human sentiments, what is that? It is that man should forget his anger before he lies down to sleep.
Thomas De Quincey
2023

Call for the grandest of all earthly spectacles, what is that? It is the sun going to his rest. Call for the grandest of all human sentiments, what is that? It is that man should forget his anger before he lies down to sleep.
Thomas De Quincey
2023

He who sees the present has seen all things, both all that has come to pass from everlasting and all that will be for eternity: all things are related and the same.
Marcus Aurelius
2022

It is the heritage of anguished centuries, and it distinguishes us from all other people – us, the youngest and last people of our culture.
Oswald Spengler
2022

Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be.
Emil Cioran
2022

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
Edgar Allan Poe
2022

There are black zones of shadow close to our daily paths, and now and then some evil soul breaks a passage through.
H.P. Lovecraft
2022

Unpleasant, even dangerous, qualities can be found in every nation and every individual.
Friedrich Nietzsche
2022

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden’s end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier’s feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
2022

Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies,
Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies;
The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare,
And shed their substance on the floating air.
George Crabbe
2022

We believe that we know something about the things themselves when we speak of trees, colours, snow, and flowers; and yet we possess nothing but metaphors for things — metaphors which correspond in no way to the original entities.
Friedrich Nietzsche
2022